A black stretch Bentley pulled up in front of the tea house, and immediately, a passenger hopped out from the front seat— a Chinese man!
Indeed, sitting in the passenger seat was a Chinese man. However, Yusuf Zuck did not know if he was from China, Korea, or some other Asian country.
Yusuf himself, cloaked in a baggy robe and a masked face, slipped straight into the Bentley.
And at the very moment he got into the car, the vehicle resumed its journey forward.
Seated in the back were three individuals; one was Elena, wearing an expression of grievance, next to her another man of Eastern origin, and beside Elena sat a burly Caucasian.
Yusuf frowned slightly, "Let her go."
"OK." The handsome man of Eastern origin nodded and immediately ordered the driver to stop the car.
"You can get out first," Yusuf nodded to Elena.
"Be careful boss, they are all very capable," Elena warned softly.
Elena was dropped off at the roadside, and the car continued on.